Lyrics:
harder than him
I made some mistakes
But now I'm tryna get smarter
Was influenced by the money
Jay-Z like the Carter's and em
If God got a team
I'm praying
gun like a creep
On my shirt refocus on my kicks doubled up same shit
Not no Yeezy for my own Billie Eilish that's Jay No Z
I'm finna take this refocus
Hundred thousand for the AP, you crazy
I done turned your whole gang to a baby
I'm making money, Yea I'm feeling like I'm Jay Z
But this ain't funny,
bitches better get it right (yeah)
From the crap tables down in A.C.
Back on the block, Jay-Z motherfucker from the, the, the Roc
Went solo on that ass
Blood diamonds with the drip
Like I'm Leo DiCaprio
Money will turn your brother Abel to Cain you know
So I keep n****z at bay, Guantanamo
Going off
a smoke 1 then 2 then 3
Nigga I'm from Houston 713
9 8 7 6 5 4 3
2 1 now I'm taking shots by the 3
Look at them thots I could fuck all 3
Won't fall in love
o' da "T" To da "B" to da "O" to
Da "Z" and C.H.I wit da double LI. L.E.F.T.E.Y.E. Eye E.I.E.I.O.
So yo how's ya linin'
I was givin' a niggah
really tryna take breaks and I'm higher than a plane by the way bitch get out the way
Na baby I ain't even tryna fuck I'm jus tryna get the brain by
a fool
Cause I'm takin off from the tip-top of the key
with the rock passed by the Pharoahe M-O-N, see-H
the chosen lyrical soldier who backs me up
when
well - she’s slut, wonder why you want me stop?
Ты по-любому трешься об чей-то хер, cuz
You posted up on the g-spot
Why you want me show my age(h), i’m
The blue jays got it made flying high
And the buffalo roams the prairie all night
The mighty tiger might be king of the jungle
But I know what I
think of me when you think
Of jay-z think of kiss
Fif' or Em when you think
Of them think of this
I'm ma bout to go pick
Up this little stinky bitch
niggas we ain't playin'
Believe me
Growing up in California ain't easy
We drive-by, spraying colors for shizzy
I'm the king, and the westcoast needs me
Life, Life)
Life Goes on (Life, Remember, Remember Ya'll)
Remember tha G'z that were, here now there gone
Life goes on (Life, Life, Life)
Pancake
W końcu trafię wejdę z hukiem krzyknę
Honey I'm home
Roztocza w moim materacu na to
Pierdol się ziom
Nie usłyszę ich jednak tylko wskazówki zegara
veins so I'm strong
(Ha ha ha)
Bye bye bye, let's get high and ride
Oh, how do we do these niggaz but I'm not gon' cry
I'm a Bad Boy killa, Jay-Z die too
years)
You're so wavy, crazy, spaced-out, lazy
Samples of bottles and coins and gravy
I like Kano. Don't like Jay-Z
Hold tight Bugzy. Fuck you Tay Keith
dem B zu dem C zu dem D
Zu dem E zu dem F zu dem G
Von dem H zu dem I zu dem J zu dem K
Uu dem L zu dem M zu dem P
Von dem Q zu dem R zu dem S zu dem
ain't no punk
Dougie D so thoed, and they already know
The Trae and the J Z-Ro, by bo
Got a kin folk raw, that be gripping a gun
I got a king folk
eating good a nigga getting fat
My pockets was on swole but now my pockets getting fat
I'll give you anything treat you like a spoiled brat
Like I'm Jay Z
my nigga, I'm on my grind
Afraid of the dark, so I'm forced to shine
Let them guns blam, bitch, you know I am
I go Kanye, Jay-Z ham it's the summer
this shit til we 80
I swear if nobody pay me
I'm going apeshit like Jay-Z
Moving too fast don't aim at me
Am I being too cocky well maybe
Back
nigga, ain't got shit to say
Four O's, a que, a half I sold a brick today aye
Only thing I ask a Jay is what he tryna pay
I'm Jay payin' all my niggas
Benzer
Take a trip down south and put some h**s to work, you hear me
Dirt McGirt, you n****z gon' respect it
I'm drunk and crunk so don't come in my
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